As I Said.....Back Off Mallow Poem by Atef Ayadi

yeah...she iz noy-ce....she has major....challenges....
i do not have tools or kits for survivors....sorry...guy-iz...

the industrial revolution is over....please make room for new ones...not very bourgeois....of fancy...and i am not talking about
the ara- bik.. H-P-O..P-L-O...muddy spring.....it wazz...
the last last and last no more..show....

i am moving to California....who has a hole up there? ? ....
i am tired of soybeans and corn fields...it is bio fuel for trump sake
...get over it....and no beer at all....and fake in wine.....


to California
the heart of the matrix.......
i am always has space.....time....means a meaning full experience...
other die- mentions...please...it iz an experiment....and know you like to live inside a video game that you consented (since birth) to stay in, live by, ...and follow the sheriff rules....

i have no fear of facing you....no fear....at all...one always pay for
...own imaginations and fancy see fanta- see...

at the end....it is me going to California...i have place in mind....